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 Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 1:22 pm
Welcome to Hell  It was a simple changing of flight instructions. Flight 284 and Flight 248. One was a passenger flight to Kenya, one was a special transit carrying precious cargo. Wolves. Those inside were destined to be relocated to a wildlife study center in Russia. One flight's captain was a little confused, and the passengers were put on a connecting flight with much headache on the part of the airline.
The other plane, however, lost communications when over the continent of Africa. The pilot headed inland, but after a few more hours suffered a hemorrhagic stroke that killed him in minutes. The plane made a quick descent but got caught in the canopy of a huge acacia grove, slowing its fall. The plane stopped at the edge of the forest, and in a few hours the tranquilizers used on the wolves will lose their effectiveness.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 6:36 pm
Rules & Sundries
[oo1] ToS, duh
[oo2] No Godmodding, Autohitting, or Autoavoiding, it's lame
[oo3] Three-sentence Rule, duh
PM your profiles to me, fill out this skeleton.
username:
Name:
Sex:
Age: (between 0-7, wolf years)
Species: (Grey, Timber, Red, Eurasian, etc)
Build: (lean, broad, thin etc)
Height: (at the shoulder)
Pelt color:
Markings:
Eye color:
Personality:
History: (where were you before? Did you belong to a pack? How long have you been in captivity?)
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 6:57 pm
The Survivors
username: hoofandsnort
Name: Vakia
Sex: Fae
Age: 3
Species: Arabian Wolf
Build: Long and lean with fine paws and short claws. Her fur is somewhat spiky and tends to stand up in tufts. She has large ears, even for her species, and bony legs.
Height: 28 inches at the shoulder
Pelt color: Dusty yellow-brown undercoat and gray-sand overcoat.
Markings: Black ridge down the back and a black tipped tail. Light spots above the eyes. Black lips and dark brown inner ear fur.
Eye color: Deep brown, almost black.
Personality: Quick is the best word to describe her. Speed permeates her very being. She makes decisions, feels emotions and moves like lightning. Because she is always on turbo, she gets disoriented easily, and can seem a bit spastic. She is impatient at her worst and quick-witted. She enjoys snappy, sarcastic responses and always sees the good in a situation.
History: Vakia was part of a small pack living in Israel. She was captured when she was under a year old and lived with the same pack in captivity. She rose to become the beta of the pack, earning the respect of her friends. She was being transported because her mate died of disease, to study the effects of a death in the pack. The death hit her hard, but she was looking forward to the future before the crash.
Kacela
Name: Kacela
Sex: Female
Age: 4
Species: Maned Wolf
Build: lithe, thin and built for stalking and small game hunting. Maned Wolves are not meant for running long distances but sneaking up on prey grabbing it by the back of the neck and shaking it until the neck snaps. They weigh usually about 50 pounds and look more like a fox on stilts then a wolf.
Height: 3 Feet Five Inches
Pelt color: Reddish Brown
Markings: White underbelly, throat, jowls and under her tail, black mane and black points
Eye color: left golden and right blue
Personality: Kacela is known to be many things. At times she is the calm, clear headed medicine wolf who is wise beyond her years. In this frame of mind she quick witted, intelligent and sometimes even known to joke. At this point she is the stronge alpha female who is fit to lead. At other times she is shy and quiet creature who allows herself to stay hidden. Other times she can be snappy and even b*tchy. But this is all a cover up for a darker personality who is willing to destroy anything in her path. It is a wise thing to not anger her for she truely can be a deadly killer even with her gawky height and small frame.
(The short of it…this wolf is insane)
History: Kacela was born into litter like all young pups of any wolf sub species. But unlike many other sub-species she was not born into pack. In fact more similar to the ways of the maned wolf she was born to just her mother and siblings, her father simply patrolled the land and of course did not show face. Being that of dieing species and the only female in her litter her mother choose to teach her what all good female maned wolves had to learn. The art of magik and medicine. This was something Kacela took to with pride, learning every thing her mother taught her. However there was another side to Kacela and that was that of a killer. Not just the strong hunter but a killer of anyone who dare stand in her way. A wicked thing with the ability to mock the laughter of the jackal as she tore through bodies. This was discovered when a young Kacela and her brother went to play. He decided it would be fun to insult her and try to push her in the river. Barely making it out alive Kacela came home hauling her brothers carcass, his blood painting her golden-red hide an even darker crimson. Her mother was horrified and immediately sent away. She quickly began to wander farther and father from home, never managing to find a mate. Slowly her dark nature began to take over her mind, and it always lay there in wait, just resting on the edge of her subconcious, waiting only to show it self when someone dare challenge her. Still with every kill she made, and every day solitude she began to take on what you might call different personalities. Though really they are more one personality with radically different moods. An unstable thing at times she can be alluring and seductive or shy and quiet. A unique little thing she is. (The Short Of It: Kacela wandered due to the habits of maned wolves only living alone coming together only to mate leaving the mother with the pups. She is used to solitude. She actually lived outside a small temple where monks would feed maned wolves of the area. A few were captured using this trust and she was one of the few taken to be studied)
Kipcha
Username: Hikyirou6735
Name: Kipcha
Sex: Female
Age: 4 Years
Species: Timber wolf
Build: Lighter than other wolves, she uses that to increase her speed.
Height: 26 in.
Pelt color: A grey and light brown, black in some areas.
Markings: Black mark in fur on right side
Eye color: Golden brown
Personality: Very loyal, honest, and generous. A little stubborn and eccentric. Has a sharp tongue, but keeps most opinions to herself. She's kind-hearted, and doesn't anger easily, but she can have a short temper, and when angry can be a little violent.
History: Born in Eastern Alaska, she was raised in snowy climates. An alaskan village tamed many wolves in the area to use as a means of transportation, and she was one of them. The village soon suffered from a short in game and they were forced to sell their tamed wolves to Zoos and other places where tamed wolves were needed.
 username: Tomomi Chihiro
Name: Kenai (key-nigh)
Sex: Male
Age: Three
Species: Gray-wolf
Build: Broad
Height: 2 ½
Pelt color: Black and White
Markings: He has various scars littering about his body.
Eye color: Dark blue.
Personality: He is a leader, proud and calm. He walks with dignity and strength and has the power to back it up. He tends to be lenient and calm but he is strict with the safety of those around him. He is not afraid to get aggressive and show the power behind his muscles.
History: He was born in the wild at first but when his pack got too large and was starting to hunt domesticated animals, farmers and other hunters started to kill off his pack. At the time, he was alpha and he tried to get is pack to safety. At the same time, vets and field scientists are capturing the wolves to save them. He was one of the captured wolves. He was separated from his pack and immediately was sent on the plane.
username: PatchieFoxGirl
Name: Lox
Sex: female
Age: 3
Species: Gray
Build: Lean
Height: 27 inches
Pelt color: Light and dark grays with white.
Markings: Light sliver around the rigges of her face and muzzle.
Eye color: Brown
Personality: Sweet, timd, calm though at times afraid, and will show aggressiveness.
History: Has been a family pet to a ranger when she is found only 10 weeks of age. Being the only cub to survive a forest fire with her litter mates gone and also never knew her pack. Lox never knew the life of a wolf until she saw her owner talking to scientists capturing wolves to save them. Seeing her owner thinking what might be best for her once she got too big, she was sent immediatley on a plane, scared and shaking, not knowing where she was going.
username: Tomomi Chihiro
Name: Nefarious
Sex: Male
Age: 4
Species: Timber
Build: Broad and thick. He is meant to fight and take down large prey.
Height: 3 ft.
Pelt color: Black and Brown
Markings: He has 3 claw marks that run diagonal across his face. They show the flesh for hair does not grow there anymore.
Eye color: Golden
Personality: Sadistic and mean. Nefarious is usually one of solitude and small company. However, he has left his loner life and led a pack before. He is not afraid to boast his strength and cunning and will destroy if it comes to it. He tends to be short and snappy with all other males, seeing them as competition. He is very picky with his females.
History: Nefarious lived in thick forests of Washington. He traveled with his twin brother as they lived a solidarity life together. Nefarious loved his twin – they were complete opposites, Chiron being passive and loving. They never fought and used their skills to bring down any prey and danger. Nefarious left his life of solitude one day to help a disorganized pack – upon his brother’s request – and became it’s Alpha for two years. However, field scientists captured his pack and Nefarious – who was too violent and wild to tame and study – was separated from his brother and sent on the plane.
username razz sycho-Rawr
Name:Kimi
Sex:female
Age:6months
Species:brown wolf
Build:small and thin
Height:average pup size
Pelt color:brown
Markings surprised nly brown
Eye color:blue
Personality:shy but friendly when gets to know you
History:I was born in the wild but zoo keepers came. They tried to get us but mom jumped at them.They shot and killed her.They felt bad for me and brought me to the zoo.I lived there for between then and now......
The Natives
username: hoofandsnort
Name: Tafiti
Sex: Male
Age: 3
Species: Cheetah
Build: lean, with large paws
Height: 2.7 ft (tall for a cheetah)
Pelt color: More orange than usual, gaining him the nickname “Machungwa” the Swahili word for orange. The end of his tail is fluffy and white. He is ashamed of it.
Markings: Black spots over his body, with a higher concentration down his back.
Eye color: Brown
Personality: Shy and non-confrontational, he is often pushed around by others and has had a hard time finding a mate. He enjoys watching birds, and running at full speed as long as he can.
History: He grew up with a twin sister with an overbearing personality. Being in her shadow as a child made him a bit reclusive, and his personality was magnified when she ran away, making Tafiti’s mother much stricter. He is unafraid of strangers, and has few friends.
username: Kuroiame2413
Name: Adaeze
Sex: Female
Age: 3 Years
Species: Spotted Hyena
Build: 110 lbs, she is lean, but very strong. Has a very strong bite.
Height: 2 ft. 8 in.
Pelt color: Mostly a light brown with red mixed in. Black tipped tail. Black spots all over her back.
Markings: Black muzzle and brown feet.
Eye color: Black with a little brown.
Personality: She is a very dominant female, not easily allowing others to achieve Alpha. She is crafty and sly, using other animals (other than her kind) to get what she wants or needs. She has a habit of laughing at strange things, but she is very serious most of the time. She's grown a bit mad, but her loneliness pushes her to find company.
History: She was a member of a small pack of Hyenas, but poachers and lions killed many of the pack. When the remainder of the survivors were trapped in a wild fire, Adaeze was forced to go on her own. She wonders the land, searching for other Hyenas.
Name: Miki
Sex: Female
Age: 1 year
Species:Lion
Build:lean and powerful not someone you want to mess with
Height: 3ft. 6in.
Pelt color: tan and some white
Markings: white around mouth and eyes,on chest,tail tip,ear tips,toes.
Eye color: chocolate brown
Personality: Curious,sizes up possible opponets,angers easily,can be friendly depending on her mood.
History: Was left to fend for herself age 5 months,was hard but she made it. Now from all that experience she observes every thing and everyone but at least she learned how to be a wonderful hunter.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 7:24 pm
Setting The savanna is a rolling grassland that extends for hundreds of miles. Temperatures average at 70 degrees fahrenheit, and now that the rainy season is approaching, the plains can get anywhere from 15-25 inches of rain during the season. The climate is hot and humid, and you will have many carnivores to compete with. Your pelts are not suited to the colors nor temperature of this place. Neither are your hunting skills. You will need to learn to survive with the help of the wolves you have been thrown in with. Live together or die alone.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 10:29 pm
Updates
1/17/10 OPEN and ACCEPTING profiles : D
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 10:37 pm
Ѵคҡїค Vakia's breath came slow and unevenly. Her head hurt and all was dark. The peculiar droning sound that once rattled in her ears was gone, replaced by absolute silence. She moved one of her legs, feeling bruises on it.
Her eyes began to adjust and she saw a light glimmer of her cage bars. She coughed. Where am I? The next thing she became aware of was an oppressive heat. She lifted her head with a grunt, gently rattling the bars of her cage. "Anyone there?" she rasped.
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 10:58 pm
Lox beings to wake up hearing the some sort of animal's voice. She started to stand up but still wobbly and stares at the bars with fear. 'Momma?...where where is she?!' she said looking paniced and starts to thrash. 'help! get me out please! Momma! Momma!' she howled.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 1:09 pm
xxxxxxxxx ӃЄȠΛῘxxxxxxxxx Sight came to the brute in a haze; he blinked once, twice, before the sight refocused. In an instant, the memories of his pack came to his head and he stood - almost fell back down, due to a wave of dizziness - and rammed against his cage bars. His snout was sticking out and his maw was curled up in anger. His large teeth gleamed and his narrowed eyes looked around wildly.
His pack… They weren’t here.
A growl of anger escaped the brute before he heard a voice. He looked around until his eyes landed on a brown, thin femme. He watched her; she was a different body build and color, something he had not seen before. What type of wolf was she exactly?“I’m here,” He called back out, voice deep and slurred from the tranquilizer shot. “What and where is ‘here’ though?” He looked about and then looked at what was keeping in a small area. He growled and sniffed the steel bars, trying to figure out the contraption. However, a commotion interupted his thinking and he peered at another femme, who was calling out for her mother. The brute frowned, she looked about his age, why was she calling for her mother? Kenai sniffed towards her way for a moment before back around the dusky area.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 1:11 pm
Kipcha lay on her side, wavering in and out of her conciousness, her sides ached and her sight was blurry. Her mind was void of ability to think, she couldn't recall where she was, or who she was for a brief second. Voices called out, she struggled to open her eyes, finding that she was still in the metal cage, in some sort of dark place, with stray rays of sunlight that glimmered through the cracks above her. Staggering to her feet, she could feel a great shock of pain in her side, but she could hear, there was a loud noise of cage rattling and voices. "Who's there?" Kipcha called out, now having to sit down after her side could take no more pressure.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 2:23 pm
Lox whimpering and hearing other voices. 'who's there? please tell me wheres my Momma? she has twolegs and not much hair only on her head' she asked looking around scared though the bars. She started to walk around the cage and sees the other wolf who is her age and looking at him with curioustiy and trying to sniff him' what kind of animal are you?' she asked looking at him never seen another wolf.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 2:34 pm
Kipcha looked more closely, and found that the ones who were speaking were strange looking beings, but she could make out the similarities between herself and a few others. "A mother with two legs? You mean a human? That's strange, how could a human be a mother of a four legged being? My masters are human, but they are not my mother, nor my father," Kipcha said, intrigued by the younger wolf's words.
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